In the hall of the building, Wu Jun was carrying an iron pot in front of him, with boiling red oil boiled inside, and hundreds of skewers made of dragon meat skewers and vegetables were boiled inside, emitting an attractive aroma.

Seeing that the heat was almost done, Wu Jun took out the skewers and put them on a plate, took out a packet of powder and poured them in.

At this time, Qin Yue'er led Director Li in.

The complexion inside was a little bad, his face was pale, and his steps were floating on his chest.

After entering the hall, he smelled the scent of meat lingering in the hall. He couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva and said, "It smells so good!"

Wu Jun looked at his face a few times and showed a kind smile: "Your body has almost recovered, and now there is only a trace of cold air that has entered the internal organs. After eating this hot pot base, you should be cured."

Chu Li looked at the hot red oil in the pot and snorted dissatisfiedly: "I don't eat the basics, I want to eat meat!"

Wu Jun said helplessly: "This dragon is an alien species with ice attribute. The coldness in the dragon meat is too great. You can't eat it. Just eat the hot pot base obediently." As he said that, he winked at Qin Yue'er, "Yue'er, hold down this patient, I'll feed him the medicine!"

Li Chu's eyes glared, and just as he was about to get angry, Qin Yue'er suddenly kicked him to the ground, locked his arm, and pressed his knees against his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Jun took the iron pot over, filled the red oil with a spoon, and poured it into his mouth.

Li Chu felt a stream of hot and hot oil pouring into his throat, and instantly, tears flowed out of breath. He wanted to cough, but Wu Jun stabbed it between his chest and abdomen. He couldn't even cough. He was so spicy that he was dying of ecstasy.

After filling the hot pot base, Wu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the silver needle on his body, took a deep breath and said, "Huh, it's still a little too late, let's have another pot tonight."

Chu Li twitched a few times, and made a heavy breathing from his throat. After a while, he pleaded with tears in his face: "I was wrong. I shouldn't bully the weak and trampled on the crops of the people. I shouldn't be hunting around the mountains and prevent the people from going into the mountains to collect firewood..."

"I know I'm wrong, please don't torture me anymore."

Wu Jun raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "It's really abominable that I have done so many bad things. When I cure you, I will go back and admit my mistake to them."

Chu Li cried and grabbed Wu Jun's sleeve and begged: "I really know I'm wrong. Doctor Wu, I'm not willing to die. Please don't treat me!"

Wu Jun immediately turned cold and said, "How can this be done? If you can't cure you, wouldn't it damage my reputation as Renxintang? In any case, the cold air on you must be removed today!"

Looking at Wu Jun's firm expression, Li Chu burst into tears. His miserable appearance made those who hear it sad and those who see it cry.

At this time, the prince and Li Wushuang walked in with their men.

Seeing Li Chu rolling on the ground with tears flowing hotly, Li Wushuang couldn't help but take a breath and said in surprise: "Li Chu is still alive!"

Wu Jun smiled slightly: "With me here, he will not die."

Li Wushuang glanced at Li Chu, with a hint of sympathy on his face, and then turned around and said, "The accomplices of Zi Lei Zhenren have been interrogated. They are the devils of the Yinshan Sect. This time they went to Weinan to collect Yuanyang and Yuanyin of boys and girls."

Wu Jun rubbed the slogan and frowned slightly, "What is this Yinshan Sect doing? Why do you do such a cruel thing?"

The prince said with a serious expression: "There are six most powerful schools in the Demonic Way, collectively known as one sect, two sects and three sects. This Yinshan Sect is one of the two sects. The disciples in the sect are good at absorbing the vitality of living people and practicing martial arts with their souls. They are an extremely vicious sect."

"It's really a devilish act."

Wu Jun sighed and then asked: "What are the names of the remaining sects? What are their characteristics? Tell me about it, so I'm ready for it."

The prince nodded, sat beside Wu Jun and squirted, and said, "This sect is about the Destiny of Heaven. It is backed by the power of a country in the Western Regions. The disciples of the disciples believe that the destiny of heaven is in their own hands and act unscrupulously. It is the most rampant sect in the devil's way."

"I heard that a mysterious new leader in their sect recently had a crime. He cut off his former leader's head and led the Tianming Sect to expand greatly in the Western Regions. It was vaguely unified east of Tianzhu Mountain and became a two-part Western Regions with the Bajie Buddha Kingdom!"

"If you meet them, try to hide if you can."

Wu Jun: "???"

Hasn’t the Destiny Sect been dissolved by him? What the hell is Bajie Buddha Kingdom?

Seeing that Wu Jun did not respond, the prince turned his face and saw that he looked scared and laughed slightly, and continued: "The two demonic sects, besides the Yinshan sect, also have a Tiansect. They claim to be the guardians of the Tiansect and occupy the Tiansect Mountains. No one who breaks into the nearby can come out alive."

"The other three sects are the Qinglian Sect, which respects the evil Buddha, and the Demon Sword Sect in the Northern Region, and the Beast Blood Sect. Among them, the Beast Blood Sect has an evil technique that is cultivated with the bloodline of monsters. The disciples in the sect make themselves unhuman, demons or monsters, which is very easy to distinguish."

After hearing his story, Wu Jun couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems that the world is even more chaotic than I imagined."

The prince sighed and said, "People's hearts are complicated, the world is chaotic, and there is no end. We are born in the world, and we can only do our best to do our best and let our destiny."

Wu Jun noticed the water scoop on his waist and asked the prince in surprise: "Are you practicing Confucianism?"

The prince smiled modestly and said, "Only after fifty years of age can you know your destiny. Compared to you geniuses, you are really ashamed."

Wu Jun suddenly realized that the prince had reached the realm of life. No wonder the emperor had to send an imperial guard to protect him and restore his skills.

Thinking of the gentian that was taken away by the prince, Wu Jun couldn't help but lit up his eyes: "Crown Prince, I have an old prescription called Longdan Cannabis Pills, which can be used to repair your dantian. Why not let me refine medicine for you!"

The prince suddenly bit his tongue, took a breath of cold air in pain, and said with a bare smile: "No need, the real person Yuyang in my mansion is good at refining medicine, so you won't bother Doctor Wu like this."

Wu Jun couldn't help feeling disappointed when he heard this, and said unwillingly: "What kind of medicine is known about Taoist priests? They should leave it to professional doctors..."

Just as he was about to continue to argue with the prince, Wu Jun suddenly shook his body and looked out the door. Seeing the bitter wind and rain outside mixed with a hint of yin energy, he immediately remembered countless wailing sounds, and couldn't help but frown and said, "What a strong yin energy, where are we now? Have you ever had any tragedy here before?"
Chapter completed!